Dara is a place home to some impressive ruins lying close to the Syrian border.Once this was an imposing city mentioned by ancient historians however now its a place that time forgot. Funding has ceased for further excavations, you really feel like you are of the beaten track.
Originally named the Egyptian market, it was set up to help with the upkeep of the new mosque complex.
As well as spices, nuts, honeycomb and olive-oil soaps, the market also sells large amounts of figs, turkish delights and increasing tourist trinkets.
Leaving the harbor we ventured up, into the center of the island to visit Hora.Hora is considered to be one of the most picturesque towns in the cyclades.
Blissfully quiet the narrow white washed streets were just waking up post afternoon siesta.Around every corner seemed to be another church or square lined with houses covered in beautiful flowers.As the temperature dropped we found shelter from the stiff breeze with a warming drink in one of a number of cosy bars on offer in town and the night wouldn’t be capped of without to token free shot of the “psiméni” raki.
Walking around the small fishing village of Ksilokeratidi how many cats would you expect to see when you turn down one road?
These pictures don’t do the situation justice, they were everywhere up trees, on the wall etc. No food or obvious encouraging factors just a slightly intimidating situation.
Ios is awash with beautiful whitewashed churches, with unique features (basilica with dome) and their old icons. In Hora alone there are said to be 26 small and large churches, many of which are Byzantine.
The cathedral of Ios is easily recognizable and dominates the center of Hora.Originally it was named Ayios Nikolaos however at a later date renamed to Evangelismos.
The pure and simple architectural of the Panagia Gremiotissa sits high up on a privileged location ,overlooking the sea and the rest of the island.
A snapshot of a cold and wet Rio yet still intoxicating.